Chapter 262 Shen's true face

   This question, he has thought about many times.

  If yes, why are they both sons, and the mother's attitude towards him is so different from the attitude towards the eldest brother and the third brother?

   If not, where did he come from?

  The old people all said that he was born from his mother, and he hired seven or eight famous midwives at that time.

He had secretly sent someone to ask the midwives who delivered his birth to him back then. Except for one who passed away and one who left the capital, all the remaining midwives swear to God that they watched him emerge from his mother's womb with their own eyes. There is absolutely no possibility of packet loss.

   Those guesses were silently suppressed by him in front of these witnesses, but today, he still can't convince himself.

   How can there be such a cruel mother? How bad is he, to make his mother feel that he is not relieved when he dies, and he must be made to suffer instead of life and death?

  The Marquis of Jing'an was asked without saying a word, Shao Mingyuan said firmly, and asked again: "Father, please give your son a clear word, am I really my mother's biological son?"

   There was a long silence in the room.

The cicadas in the treetops outside the window kept calling, making the summer heat even more intense, making people feel restless, but neither of the father and son inside the house could feel the summer heat, but a chill. Intention comes out of the bones.

   Just when Shao Mingyuan felt that the Marquis of Jing'an would not answer this question, the Marquis of Jing'an finally spit out two words: "No."

   After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, and seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.

  Really not?

   At this moment, as if everything had an answer, Shao Mingyuan actually felt that the mountain that was pressing on his heart suddenly lightened, and it no longer hurt his internal organs.

   "Whose son is Ming Yuan? Or maybe Ming Yuan's biological father is someone else—"

"No!" The Marquis of Jing'an suddenly interrupted Shao Mingyuan's words, his chest heaving and his breathing was short, "Of course you are my son, how could it be someone else's! Are you not afraid of hurting your father's heart by making such a random guess?" I don't want to hear half a word from you in the future!"

   "My son knows."

  Everyone said that he is a tiger father without a dog, and the youth is better than the blue. If he is not his father's son, whose son can he be?

   "Then what about Ming Yuan's biological mother, who is she? Where is she?"

   "When my father was young, I raised an outer chamber, and you were born in the outer chamber. Later, when your biological mother passed away, my father took you back."

   "But the mother did give birth to a child that year."

"Yes, your mother-in-law had just given birth at that time, but unfortunately your brother was born weak and died within a few days of birth. At that time, you lost your biological mother, and your first-born mother lost her child. Thinking about the identity of the outsider is right for your father. If you were not good, I took you back and raised you as that child. I thought that this would not only solve the problem of your origin, but also prevent your first-mother from being sad. Who would have thought that your first-mother had always been clear... "

The Marquis of Jing An couldn't help but wet his eyes: "I was at home just now, and I have warned your mother not to target you again. Ming Yuan, you have been wronged over the years, so take it as a pity for your mother's loss of her child, I hope you Don't hate her."

   "So it is." Shao Mingyuan murmured.

   He turned out to be a son of the outer chamber, so he was hated to the bone by his mother...

   But even so, some things are justifiable if not just the word "hate".

   "Father, Mingyuan has been investigating something some time ago, and the result has just been obtained, and I am about to tell you."

"What's up?"

   "Father, please wait a moment." Shao Mingyuan raised his voice and called a personal guard to come in, explained a few words in a low voice, and the personal guard led the order out.

   About half an hour later.

  Jing'an Hou looked at the person who was brought in by his personal guard and was surprised: "Shen Guanshi?"

  Shen Guanshi's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and dared not look at Jing Anhou.

   A tall man next to Director Shen also said nothing.

  Jing'an Hou was even more confused and looked at Shao Mingyuan: "Mingyuan, why did you bring Director Shen?"

   Shao Mingyuan was still a little weak, leaning on the head of the bed and said lightly: "Shen Guanshi, tell the Hou Ye what you know."

   Meeting the dark and cold eyes of the young general, Manager Shen, who had already learned his lesson, knelt down with a plop, raised his hand and slapped himself twice before crying, "Master Hou, this old slave is guilty!"

  The Marquis of Jing An had never seen anyone who came up to slap him twice, so he was greatly surprised.

   Steward Shen pressed his forehead to the ground: "Old slave really dare not cooperate with the enemy, it was arranged by Mrs.-"

   "What collaborating with the enemy, what was arranged by the madam? You can explain it to me clearly!" The Hou Jingan thumped in his heart, and kicked Guanshi Shen over with his feet.

Shen Guanshi got up and said like a bamboo tube: "At the beginning of the year, wasn't the young lady sent to the north to be reunited with the second son, the lady sent the old servant to accompany the young lady, and told the old servant privately, let the old servant think about it. How to reveal the identity and route of the young lady to the Qi people—"

   "Nonsense!" Jing An Hou suddenly slapped the table, his face extremely gloomy.

   Steward Shen was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word.

   Shao Mingyuan said indifferently: "Why doesn't my father listen to him finish."

   "Okay, tell me, you are your wife's slave. Even if you really want to contact Qi people, how did you do it if you have never been to the North?"

  Student Shen buried his head and said: "Many years ago, my wife told the old slave to understand the general's situation in the north, and asked the old servant to arrange for someone to enter the military camp, and the old servant arranged for his cousin Xie Wu—"

   The man next to Director Shen immediately lowered his head.

  Jing An Hou glanced at Xie Wu like a knife.

   Director Shen continued: "More than three years ago, Xie Wu came back from an injury. He has been in the Northland for many years, and he knows it very well..."

   After Guanshi Shen finished speaking from beginning to end, the Marquis of Jing An looked extremely ugly and gave Shao Mingyuan a deep look.

   "Mingyuan, this matter is very important—"

  Shao Mingyuan interrupted Jing'an Hou's words: "So my son has collected a lot of evidence."

   He raised his voice: "Shao Zhi, show the evidence to Lord Hou."

Shao Zhi came in with a box, opened it and took it out one by one for the Marquis of Jing'an to see: "This is the topographic map drawn by Xie Wu in the north, this is the correspondence between Xie Wu and Shen Guanshi, this is Xie Wu's **** After the general's wife returned to Beijing, she received the title deed for a farm in the south of the Yangtze River. After several hands, the farm was actually the wife's dowry..."

   Shao Zhi put the evidence one by one in front of the Marquis of Jing'an, and the Marquis of Jing'an read them one by one and listened without saying a word. In the end, his face was ashen.

The    witnesses and evidence were in front of him, and he could not tolerate any doubts.

  Jing'an Hou couldn't help looking at Shao Mingyuan.

   That fragile little life back then has grown into such a man, calm, calm, and forbearing. When he has grasped all the situation, he will attack without hesitation, not letting the opponent have the slightest room to turn around.

   Such an excellent child, but with his wife, it became like this...

   A burst of qi and blood surged, and the Marquis of Jing An raised his hand and pressed his chest, unable to say a word.

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